Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Syria and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Amazonics to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiohead record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Q and Not U,
Toni Rubio,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
FM Einheit,
The Standells,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Technova,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fortunes,
Quantec,
Rod Modell,
Stetsasonic,
Janne Schatter,
Sällskapet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Smog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Throbbing Gristle,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pulsallama,
The Names,
This Heat,
Boredoms,
Brick,
Fear,
Duran Duran,
Au Pairs,
Wire,
Gabor Szabo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Faraquet,
Eden Ahbez,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Malaria!,
Ituana,
the Germs,
The Index,
New Order,
the Swans,
Patti Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Christie,
The Busters,
Wings,
Sister Nancy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Iggy Pop,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
48th St. Collective,
Pagans, Pagans, Pagans, Pagans.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.